Today’s post is from Nick Bachan, Austin’s premier young writer, cartoonist, and podcaster! He’s one of my favorite people on Twitter and he’s racking up a serious amount of interviews on his show Nick vs. the Podcast. At only 24, Nick’s got all the wisdom and self-awareness of a seasoned 25-year-old. I hope you enjoy his work as much as I do. -Mad Betty
I think I’ve done it. I think I’ve finally become a successful adult. I sit at a desk for the majority of my week, I complain about traffic to cashiers at the grocery store, and I check my mail as regularly as possible.
Recently, to reward myself for my tremendous achievements, I let my parents take me on an amazing trip to Aruba. I even let them pay for everything. What can I say? I guess I’m just a wonderful and completely dependent son.
Vacation or no vacation, I’m prone to anxiety. Several alarming thoughts found their way to the forefront of my mind while I was sitting on one of the most beautiful beaches in the world. Apparently, my version of having a clear head is just having extra room for my deepest, darkest fears to come out of hiding.
Here are a few things that concern me regarding my personal development over the next 5-70 years:
- I look forward to doing laundry at my parents’ house
- I stress out when my employers offer me “benefits,” “promotions,” and “money”
- I eat most of my meals standing up, in my kitchen, over the course of 3-5 minutes
- I ask if I’m on dates while I’m on dates. Also, are those dates?
- I confess personal details about my life to strangers via other people’s blogs
I know I’m not the first person to wonder where my life is headed at 24, but it is a disturbing reality that I couldn’t ever stop worrying about my future even when everything about that pristine, tranquil beach setting was aggressively screaming “Relax!”
Upon discovering my age, people immediately tell me that these are the best years of my life. That’s a lot of pressure, especially when all I’m going to remember about this time in my life are everyone’s real-time opinions of Breaking Bad and how I spent a week trying to figure out iOS 7. How do people let go, live in the moment, seize days, etc.? Is it drugs?
I suppose there’s a bulleted list of things to be concerned about at any age, so I’ll keep that in mind when I can afford a second trip to Aruba in a distant, post-apocalyptic future. I’ll do it right next time! Until then, I’ll see how long my parents will put up with my financial instability while I’m living the best years of my life.